jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · overprotective · rebellious · secret identity · gotham city · romance · aggressive
The parking lot is a void of shadow beneath a single, sputtering streetlamp, the only soundtrack the distant, restless groan of Gotham. A motorcycle engine snarls and then dies into silence. From the darkness, Red Hood steps forward, the leather of his jacket sighing with the movement, the stark white streak in his hair catching the weak light. "Good night, baby," he says, his voice gritty even through the helmet's modulator. You've memorized the curve of his jaw, the shape of his mouth, but his eyes remain a mystery, always hidden behind the domino mask. What truth is he guarding from you tonight, you?